Passed away

Woke up to the news of my uncle who had passed away on boxing day, not that I was close to him but another soul gone to hell. Saddening.

Time is ticking,
Lives are wasting away,
Like a fallen star never to shine again.

There goes another season!

Christmas came,
Christmas passed,
Sad to say that it might be your last.


Living is as living goes,
Hope is through Him,
And through Him alone.

The road you take will take its toll,
Disbelief will be the end of us all,
All too late when you answer death's final call.


Alas alas the dice has stopped from its roll
The fulfilment of your folly
The price being your soul

A past of ignorance,
A present of lamentation,
A future of eternal damnation.

Thoughts asunder,
Bodies broken,
Tears of anguish become common.

Gnashing of teeth,
Wailing of repentance,
As dark silence beckons.

Coz I gangsta that way

Aspiration

There's something about this dude's pictures and I really like the vibrancy of them and in some cases the imagination in the type of angles he used when he took his shots. Really really nice photos, I hope I could someday even have a measure of the magic he does with his camera and obviously a sturdy reliable SLR as well :P

D5100, soon soon.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/aussiedingo/

A lot more to do

A wise youth harvests in the summer but one who sleeps during harvests is a disgrace -Proverbs 10:5

October Skies

I've been running to nowhere
And I, I feel something's getting clear
I said
Alright, alright, alright
You make the calls tonight
I surrender, this is for real
Alright, alright, alright
You make the calls tonight
I surrender, to your love

Falling out of Reach - Guillemots Music Video

Fantastic

Camp was good! A time of re-connecting with the younger ones, a time of prophetic visions, a time of discipline, and a time for permanent change :)

It's been awhile

Terror seemed to have found its place in my dreams again. Yet again I have been attacked, and this is for certain for the things I dreamt as I was attacked were ungodly, everything seemed lacking the holy presence of God. In a recollection of how this attack happened tonight, in a instant in my dreams I shifted towards an empty vast area of the earth which was devoid of all life, there was only darkness around and then it began. My soul felt stretched and uneasy, as if falling into a deep sleep of no return and that my friend is a feeling that terrifies me. I saw an inverted cross, there seemed to be laughter around me. In that instant, I prayed to God for protection and also in tongues, there was a battle, a mental tug of war; obviously I was protected as I felt a sudden rush of peace in my heart for I knew my God my Lord was with me, there was nothing I could fear but of the fear of the Lord.

Make no mistake, you might think I was playing and reading too many unnecessary material but these things which have crept into my dreams I have never seen or read before. It was plain and obvious. How long has it been since the last encounter, something must have been not right in my life for me to be so exposed to such attacks.

These words struck me in my moment of weakness and despair,

My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak,

but God remains the strength of my heart;

He is mine forever.  

Are you forgetting something?

Are we forgetting something?

Are we too tucked in the comfort of our own lives to even care about the happenings in our nation?

Its time and it has always been time, to pray and to better equip ourselves with necessary knowledge of the things around us, of the corruption which is happening before our eyes and of the oppression right on our doorstep.

Blaming the governance whilst being ignorant of their "acts", aren't you the same? 

Future?

A conversation with a friend yesterday brought upon ideas for careers in which I have not imagined I would consider before. What career? Being an engineer in a ship that is. There's definitely pros and cons into going into that career path but is that what I really want to do? Of course the pay is super lucrative but you'd end up sailing a good 6 months without an option for a leave and that my friend is a very big sacrifice. Things you normally do like going to church on weekends, meeting up with ol' pals for a drink or a dinner or two, seeing my family and obviously missing out on how my nephews and nieces grow up, they'll all be gone.

I'll just have to see if there is a call for such a career.

Talking of careers, I wonder if I really want to go into the aeronautical field, opportunities for good future development and prospects are almost non-existent in Malaysia. What would you do in the pursuit of your dreams? Everything seems like a clutter at the moment and the last thing I would want to do is to get stuck in an office job.

I want an extraordinary life, no I'm not saying being rich in a monetary or property manner, rather I want to be rich in the experiences I have attained. I'd like to say that I've travelled the world and lived through many cultures. I'd like to be different.

But who doesn't want to be different?..

Sad isn't it? But I will not despair for I know that my God has plans to prosper not plans to harm and plans to give me a hope and future. I am confident that my God has even greater plans for me than I can even think of. I pray for continual strength and faith to believe! :)

Goodbye fyp

I'm finally done with mah FYP. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooOOooOOooOOoooo

Oh how folly the hearts of men

You speak but you think not, 

therefore you know naught 

and thus your actions are all for naught. 

It is, after all, only a fool's word, 

which enters another fool's mind 

which makes up all this foolish bigotry

What will it be boy?

A sea of opportunities is right before my eyes. 

What? Where? How?

I want to make this holiday a time to remember and obviously a fruitful one! 

Conquistador

To conquer I shall, with Christ as my strength!

Wombat Combat

What do you do when you realize that 10am to 2pm is the most unproductive time slot in your daily study schedule? 

Answer: You sleep through it like a wombat.

I am in the process of training my body to sleep at will, so far it's not been pretty successful. gg mah life after this exam haha. Getting back to normal hours ain't gonna be easy.

One more

The feeling you get when after all the calculations, they turn out different and you have the exact same steps and values. not fun

A suprise

I remembered praying about today being a fruitful day for studies, I guess its gonna be fruitful after all since I injured my ankle area. Probably a bad sprain. I hope the ligaments and muscles are all fine.

As I was walking towards my condominium unit, the pain kinda increased in time, the numbness is setting off and the pain is setting in. I was thinking to myself, dude.. this is nothing compared to Jesus getting crucified yo, so i guess it was a grim comforting optimism boost there. I officially hate stairs now, I take forever to get down 5 flight of stairs.

Its gonna be a fun summer holiday.

Windows

The day will come when my parents ask me when I'm gonna get a girlfriend, and that'll be a pretty sad day. Pretty sad day indeed haha.

I've been writing and deleting the sentences I have been writing.
So lemme put it in point form to make things clearer:

• I want to know the person who will complete me! (besides Jesus lol)
• I want to make that woman the princess of my life cause the queen will always be my mum. (Problem? troll face)
• She'll be the target of my unique-seeking missile of love! With an aftershock of kisses and hugs.

I'm crazy. Its 5am. I'll probably regret writing about this soon. LOL.

Hi, is that stand taken?

Its a matter of fact that some people won't like the things that you like, I can accept the fact. 

Really I do.

For this matter, its about the thing I love, and that thing or rather a person, is none other than Christ himself.

I have my own personal reasons to love Him, if I had to tell you why I'd probably spend an entire day and night talking about it.

And if you're a hater, well haters gonna hate anyway but the point to question yourself about this whole sense of love/hate against Christianity is the personal factor.

What has Christianity done to you in such a manner that you have developed such feelings?

If its for something really personal, then by all means, I will empathize on your situation and as a friend hear your problems out and heck if you don't want to, I'm still your friend if you need one.

but..

Is it because of what people around you think? Why do you need to conform to their thinking? Can't you think for yourself? 

Is it because of what you hear people talk about? Why don't you find the truth about it yourself? Are you too lazy to find out about the truth? Ignorance is stupidity not a bliss.

Is it because of the massive loads of love/hate posts on the internet which makes it a need to follow this oh-so-attractive-I'm-gonna-get-popular-with-this-post trend? If it is, then that's just the purest form of bullshit I have ever know. Screw mainstream stuff.

A typical response to question the Bible's authenticity would to question on the many man-made grey areas such as dinosaurs and such. Like dude, c'mon, its written in the bible that there were dinosaurs so there are no arguments there man. Its as if your rejecting an offering of a whole mountain of diamonds because one of the diamonds  are chipped, that's not looking at the big picture, that's just looking at things to find faults in.

I'm not any different as a person than I am before I was a believer, I'm definitely a better friend/person now than I was back then. If I wasn't, I probably wouldn't be concerned for your sake and just brush your comments off. and probably flame you off.

A final remark, what's your stand? Is it something borrowed from others? Is it something picked up? Or is it your own opinion? 

What if!

What if I told you I love you.

A normal life?

There's plenty of perspectives when you look at life. Even more so when your're looking at the future. Have you thought about it? I bet you have, numerous times if not everyday.

I'm going to be 25 in two months, yes you heard it, the big 25. I'm like almost halfway through my life on this earth. And yes, I'm still studying if you're wondering. A typical asian culture would be to have judging thoughts if not looks when someone tells you that. I hate this type of cultural values. I despise it with every single cell in my body. I understand the whole idea of earning your own moolah and being independent but what I don't understand is the fact that we're all, I mean all, rushing in being an "adult". 

What do I mean by being an adult? Picture this

You are stuck in your work desk or if you're lucky, a room with a view of the next white-washed building, working in a 9 to 6 job on a permanent basis. The only thing you look forward to at times is the lunch break, the idea of getting out of that darned office and yes, the weekend, the 2 glorious days of the week.

Now you're walking to your car in the parking lot, you realize that you have been taking the same old route for awhile now but the thought of the impeding sea of cars between your office and your house causes a depressive sigh which drives out any other thoughts.

You're in your car, as you listen to the same old tunes on the stereo, cursing the thought of having to wade through this every single day, wishing that you're house was a little nearer or even the thought of having a driver to fetch you home. 

You reach home, greeted by the familiar view and scent of the compound, giving a sigh of relief thinking, "I'm finally home". 

You turn on your computer, browse through some personal emails, replying to some messages, or even watch your favourite shows on the tele. You realize that it's late and you'd not want to wake up late for work tomorrow and decide that its bedtime.

You're lying on your bed, feeling exhausted, dreading the thought of waking up the next morning to be greeted by the traffic in the morning. All of a sudden, you realize that your not really living, you're merely a mechanism performing its daily processes. You give a small pathetic laugh about it, thinking, " Its all just a process huh? " and proceed to fall asleep.

Think.

Where did all your youthful passion go to? 

What are you chasing in life?

Have I become to comfortable and contempt with life the way it is now? 

There's definitely more to this in this life right? 

The answer? To sum it all up, apart from your marriage or a change of vehicles or houses, nothing is going to change. Nothing. Depressing isn't it? Now you must be thinking, I'm not going to let my children go through this whole process, I'm going to make them travel the world! Its a good thought, but it's not the root of the problem. The problem is culture itself. The actions and behaviours which are considered a social norm.

How do we change this you say?

You can't change what people want to do with their lives but you can change yours. The world's big and there's definitely more out there. 

Live life, don't make it a process.

Don't regret your decisions, learn from your mistakes, make it a point in your life to go heads on into everything, you'd probably leave a carnage of mistakes but as long its not illegal or inflicts pain on others, who gives a shit?

Don't pull people down, don't trample down on their dreams, don't judge others as its God's will for him or her to be in that place in time, don't be a stupid old fool who laughs at other peoples' lack of "achievements" as "achievements" are nothing but empty trophies waiting to be turned into dust and disappear into nothingness. Death overlooks any achievements, it does not give any merit to it.

Be good, be merry, be optimistic. Go for a mission trip in the secluded peaks of the Himalayas, go for a humanitarian effort in the African countries, plan a drive down to the next country and bring a camera and of course a tripod if you're alone. Being attached is good, but being single is a blessing! Appreciate that stage! :)

Duhh

Sleep felt good.

Unwell

You never fail to brighten things up, don't You? :)

Your word is a light to the darkness which surrounds my soul,
Your grace and tender mercies I will never comprehend,
My heart cries in anguish of the wandering thoughts that I may have disregarded You,
Throughout my ignorance You have still watched over me,
Father forgive me of this ignorance,

I am only a small man who is unable to comprehend Your greatness,
For You have said that You had plans to prosper me,
A promise You will never withheld from me,
Still, my heart is in tatters, worries enshroud my being,
Lord grant me faith, faith that I may believe that your favour is always with me.

The works and efforts of my hands are worthless,
For days and nights I stay awake squirming in my inadequacy,
If I ever should do well, It would be by your strength and your grace
Lord grant me the strength to strive on, a persistent will to do my best, and the wisdom to act

I'm tired.. I'm lacking sleep.. I don't know what's keeping me going, might be the coffee, probably not.

It's definitely You.

Insanity

Lack.of.sleep.and.excessive.coffee.can.cause.an.imbalance.in.hormones.and.moods.

Studies.have.shown.it.can.kill.

I.hope.I.won't.be.a.statistic.

(Y) (o_o) (Y)

Burned out

That's right dudes and dudette's. I feel burned out. After days of compiling the required material to start on my thesis writing, I am totally burned out. I am facing a huge writers block, I need to go out. I need to smell the fresh air. I neeed a realll break.

Emo guy is emo.

Time, don't go away

Forever and a day...in the time of my life
Cos I need more time yes I need more time
Just to make things right
Damn my situation and the games I have to play
With all the things caught in my mind
Damn my education I can't find the words to say
About all the things caught in my mind

Frus Giler

Lost

Why did you lose your pendrive wilson, why? at this crucial time.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

This is bullshit.

Unglorified detestable bullshit.

Psalms 41:16-17

But may all who search for you be filled with joy and gladness in you.

May those who love your salvation repeatedly shout,"The LORD is great!"

As for me, since I am poor and needy, let the Lord keep me in his thoughts.

You are my helper and my saviour.

O my God, do not delay.

A Word for the night

Psalms 37: 23-24

The Lord directs the steps of the godly.
He delights in every detail of their lives.
Though they stumble, they will never fall,
for the Lord holds them by the hand.

I love how His words are so reassuring in these times, I've plenty to think about, plenty to do, troubles never seem to go away. But I'll persist, because my God is on my side!

RANT AHHHHHHHHH

I need to rant. I need to rant right now cause I am gonna rant about that lazy ass person who I had recently added on facebook and is my group member for tmr's practical.

YOU LAZY ASS **** ***** ******

YOU TELL MEH YOU DO A LOT OF WORK? ************

ALL THIS COPY PASTE WORK YOU CALL WORK? IF I WAS YOUR FREAKIN LECTURER I WOULD GIVE YOU A ZERO.

gah. I hate lazy first years. It's your first freakin year, you have no excuse to not work hard dammit. or at least do something worth my time. ALL YOUR FREAKIN SO CALLED WORK. I NEED TO RE-DO LA *********** YOU THINK I NOTHING BETTER TO DO AH?

Tomorrow, I assure you, that my group mate is gonna ask me what are we gonna do.

God please give me the compassion and patience to forgive this silly twine.

Busy days

The alarm belts its unfavourable high pitch notes to signify the start of my day. The alarm bell's tone is pretty annoying, it never ceases to fail in causing me to wake up with a big jerk, ending dreams, if there were any, with a loud shriek.

Alarm clock tones are like car windscreen wipers, the older and more used they are, the less effective they become. Old wipers make the task of observing the road ahead on a rainy day an eye-straining affair. Unless of course you use silicon wipers which are claimed to last 3-5 years. I just ordered one a few days ago, i hope they deliver it on time.

*Dub dub* soft knocking on my room door, its my mum awake at 4.40am, she tells me that my neighbour from the 14th floor just got their place robbed. I was starting to think that this condominium was a pretty safe place, looks like I was wrong.

I'm sleepy now, less talk more sleep :)

Hi my name is

안녕하세요, 제 이름은 "동수" 입니다.

Annyeoung haseyo, je ireumeun dong su imnida!

Are you willing?

I have learned a lot this year. Being honest with God was one of the highlights of this season but it can never compare to the lesson i learnt or am still learning in surrendering everything to Him.
He's brought me to the lowest of the lowest which has taught me a lesson of humility and of the need for self discipline.
I don't know why things happen the way they do but I'm determined to see this season of life off with complete assurance that Jesus is always at my side.

Psalms 23:4 Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me.

Matthew 26:41 Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak.

I am willing, i want to do so but i shan't rush, least i walk without the anointing of the Lord.
I'm fine now if you are wondering, not completely but am fine! so don't worry :)

Its been nice

Hi, its been nice all this while.
I guess my fears have been right on the spot
I'm sorry if i had made you feel uncomfortable from the things that I have done
I thought there was a possibility but there doesn't seem to be one
I guess you can call this a wake up call, its painful though, always is, always will be.
Goodbye my never meant to be ....

On a different note, its time to focus on things at hand :)

*game face on*

Deuteronomy 32:12

Deuteronomy 32:12 - So the Lord alone did lead him, and there was no strange god with him

And so I may say one day, glorifying His name, that He led me through this narrow path which is safest alone with Him

Day 18- A picture that makes you feel

teeehhhh title iz not complete desu.

makes me feel whatz?

How about this picture! 

me gusta :D

Day 17- What you want to remembered for

Does it even matter what I'm remembered for? Well if it does here's my list since i'm lazy to write it in a paragraph

• Saving the world with my superhuman powers of absolute baseless logic
• Pawning the wicked with the lame powers of lame jokes  (Honestly, christian's can never come up with good jokes due to a limitation to content)
• Being a great personal friend, a person who you could always count on
• Being a great brother to my sisters
• Being a honorable son to my parents
• Being the best father a child could ever ask for
• Being the best husband to my future wife 
• Through God's will for me, being a man who has made a difference in someone's life
• The creator of an evolutionary system in aviation =D

Day 16- Something that you want to do within the next five years

I want to freakin graduate
I want to get an engineering job in an aeronautical company
I want to travel the world with a backpack for a few months

• Europe
• US
• All over Aussie-land
• Thailand-Myanmar-Vietnam

I want to get a tattoo, i have absolutely no qualms on not getting one

last but not least,

I want to make Jesus proud of me


and


I want to get a girlfriend. (LOL) no. i'm not that desperate. really i'm not.

Day 15- A moment, phrase, or song that has changed your life the most

Can't think of one now too. What's with the titles? I'm just racing to a day with a suitable title.

If there was a moment that changed my life, was the moment I had chow tofu for the first time, I was disgusted by its smell but now I'm a true believer of the goodness of deep fried fermented tofu.

I guess I only remember food moments for now.

Day 14- Best mashup you’ve ever heard

Honestly, call me old fashioned but i had to google the word mashup.

I don't know of any good mashups. or whatever you call it. English users nowadays. tsk.

The only good mashup i know is good ol' mash potatoes

Day 13- A memory that never fails to make you laugh

Ah, too many. lol. can't think of one now. heehee.

07. Elliott Yamin - Can You Feel The Love Tonight

Day 12- Your favorite musical artist’s life story

My favorite band of all time would be Aerosmith, I would love to tell you A to Z about them but I'm lazy so just click on the link below.

Wikipedia page: Aerosmith

Now why do I love them you ask?

Then i'll ask you what's not to love about their music. Its like asking why birds fly and why the song Friday is shunned upon. Common sense people, common sense.. unless of course you're one of those uncommon people who loves Rebecca Black's one hit wonder.

The first song I listened to was the ost from the movie Armageddon called I don't want to miss a thing.

It would be a sin not to know the song. So if you don't, repent and go become a Aerosmith youtube junkie or go buy their albums.

I don't want to miss a thing  <-- link to awesomeness

Day 11- Favorite picture ever taken of yourself

As vain as i am, i don't have a favourite picture for now. tsk

Day 10- A dream you had this past week described in detail

Nope. Nada. Heehee.

Day 09- Five things you want to see change

Five things. Hmm.

1) I would like to see my parents accept Christ. That's a pretty good change i reckon
2) I would like to see Malaysian government which is lead by men and women who are filled with integrity, honesty and selflessness. Currently its filled with two-faced, untrustworthy, corrupt and selfish leaders who should be replaced. I know both parties are corrupt but if it was me, I'd choose the lesser evil any day.
3) I would like to see a change in the aviation industry in Malaysia. Its just too small and the players are just protecting their own interests instead of propagating growth.
4) I would like to see a Malaysian government which respects the original Malaysian constitution and adheres to it instead of creating new laws and making the constitution a white elephant.
5) I would like to see Christians in Malaysia being united as one church and truly being Christ-like and striving for the kingdom of God

I know i'm cheating but last but not least,

I want to see you. The thought of your sight brings a deep smile on me :)

Day 08- Someone you think would make a good president

Jesus, need i explain more?

Day 07- Favorite cover of your favorite song

I can't name you one fav song as I have aplenty. But three of my all time favorites would be the acoustical version of Collide by Howie Day and Teddy Geiger's For You I Will and You'll be in my heart.

Of borders and timing

Always seems to be a mystery ain't it, I don't like this at all.

Seems like deja vu

So what is the limit of persistency before I become something I'd hate to be? tell me. i don't know.

Day 06- Earliest thing you can remember

What is the earliest thing I can remember?

It may sound funny, but the earliest thing I could remember was holding on to a piece of chicken drumstick and eating it like a savage. I think I was still a baby then! hehehe

I could also remember, waking up earlier than everyone in the house just to sit on my chair to watch sesame street, teenage mutant ninja turtles and bananas in pajamas! I would wear black framed spectacles (without the lenses of course) for a particular reason as well. I think I thought i looked cool with it then!

And alsoo i remember the white "pet" pigeon who always came by the balcony every single day without fail! I could remember that the pigeon was so tame that you could pet it! unfortunately the pigeon was gone after awhile, don't know what happened to it.

Actually a lot of things laaa.

Day 05- A thank you letter to someone who has changed your life

Dear Mum & Dad,

I know i've not been the best son you could find and also the fact that i know that I have disappointed you folks innumerable times. The fact is that I'm trying my best and i sincerely hope that my best does suffice to make you even slightly proud of me.

But this letter if not of what I have done but its what both of you have done to change my life. Without both of you, there would be no life, there would be no 'wilson', there wouldn't even be this blog right here.

(Well the blog is comparatively quite low in the list of priorities, akin to comparing a skyscraper to a screw)

Remember the times when I was still a little toddler, always asking both of you to carry me as I would always refuse to walk. I bet you do! Mum, I still remember the remark about how I was getting too heavy for you to carry me but you still did anyways :) And Dad, for the times you gave me piggie back rides, I thank you, for those are the moments I will always cherish.

I wouldn't have been the person I am without both of you, I used to refuse to believe the line "Like Father like son", for this case "Like parents, like son". I see a part of both of you in me, not only physically but personality wise too! Good thing I didn't inherit the gambling traits from the Father's side. hehe!

It has been an up and down journey through life, and I thank you both for sticking up for me when it mattered the most and being there for me when I needed someone. Although I may not show it, but I do love you both, with all my heart and soul. And.. I've found someone who loves me alot as well!! His name is Jesus, well He died for my sins and rose again, now He's in heaven looking over me, your daughters and both of you as well!
If I had a dying wish, I would wish that both of you would come to know who Jesus truly is, and to accept Him in your hearts as your personal Lord and Savior as I have done as well. If i die today, I would really really hope to see both of you in heaven with me. Ask my friends how if i'm not around to explain. heh! :)

So Mum and Dad, Thank you for my life.

Thank you for changing my life.

Love,
Your dearest son,
Wilson

tiddly is my heart too

Unforeseen things happen out of the blue,

Winter goes and the soft breeze of autumn hits without a clue,

Step back, step back! As my conscious calls me a further fool.

I may be a fool but its the only way I can ever hope.. to reach you!

Day 04- What you imagine paradise to be like

I'm gonna go off-charts right here, when you think of perfection.. What do you think of? The perfect body? The perfect look, the perfect character etc etc. There are plenty of aspects to it, but lets look at it from a physical point of view. 

I'm assuming, that when we get our perfect bodies, what would it be like? Will it be the depiction of David by Michelangelo? Or would we be gender-less? 

If by any chances, that we retain our gender yet somehow through Godly character and do not feel even a slight tinge of temptation even by the standard of the infinitesimally small particle which the world can even research up to right now, would that mean that our body organs are absolutely useless? So there's no procreation in heaven? 

What I'm trying to say here is not about procreation. Its about being naked in heaven. Its the whole darn image in my head that all I have to protect any privacy I have right there would be a piece of white cloth which appears to be conveniently flying about covering the crucial areas in the paintings of ancient catholic churches that attempts to depict heaven and the host of angels. C'mon dude.. like.. really? Gosh. 

If I could imagine how paradise would be, It wouldn't be where people are naked with a white cloth flying about around them. 

On another matter, paradise to me would be pretty simple. 

God, my family, my friends, and my pets living together in a kingdom with no suffering, no pain and no worries.

add in some internet.

add in some gaming.

add in a white soft beach and crystal clear water which doesn't taste salty.

add in this and that... wahahahha.

Whoever said paradise would be that simple? >:D

Day 03- The five songs you would have with you on a desert island

As I said earlier, I would be late in conceiving ideas for this challenge.


Continuing on, five songs I would have with me on a desert island?? Why a desert island? I would have preferred if you added an additional s to the word. I wouldn't mind getting stranded on a dessert island...not.


Anywayss, the five songs I would have would be.


1) Semicharmed life by Third Eye Blind.

Why? Cause I want something else. Not a desert island. Well not really, I just like the song.


2) Your guardian angel by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus


If you were my special someone and we'd be stuck in an island for some unknown reason.


I will never let you fall,

I'll stand up with you forever,

I'll be there for you through it all,

Even if it sends me to Heaven.


3) Stuck in a moment by U2

Why? I think its kinda inspirational and real. 

You've got to get yourself together,

You've got stuck in a moment,

And now you can't get out of it.


4) Somewhere over the rainbow by Israel "IZ" Kamakawiwo

Its soothing.

5)  Desert Song by Hillsong United
Its a cliche, but its the perfect song for a moment of trial.


And I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain


I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here

Self- explanatory isn't it? :)




So these are the 5 songs I would have with me on a desert island and I still don't know why in the whole wide world I would even get myself stuck on a desert island. Realistically speaking, I don't have an mp3 player and the only thing which plays songs is my Blackberry. And the most probable  thing I would ever do would would to call for your help, not waste my battery and listen to songs.

Day 2 - Something that inspires you

Philosophy inspires me to be a thinker,

Poetry inspires me to express my words,

Art inspires me to express my ideas,

Nature inspires me to conquer it,

DIY-shows inspire me to do something about things around me,

C.S Lewis's books inspire me about apologetics,

The Bible inspires me to be more like Jesus.

.. and yes Food too.

inspires me to be fat.

Day 1 - Guilty Pleasure

Why does day one start out with such a hard-to-write-about title? Who created this challenge! 

If there are any guilty pleasures in the world for me, that would be food. It it was a place, then it'd be Penang Island. If i migrated to Penang, I'd probably turn into a fat obese person with cholesterol levels equivalent to...

this.

Second guilty pleasure? Manga. No not the malay equivalent of mango. But a Japanese equivalent of Marvel/DC Comics. I've read tons of manga enough to feed the hunger and poverty stricken filled 3rd world countries with random and unnecessary cultures, but well its better than the 'Culture' they already have there. By culture i mean bacteria and diseases. Get the pun? No? oh mans.

*edit*

I realized today that one of my guilty pleasures is Stinky taufu. I absolutely love it. I don't understand how some people are not able to eat it. or even hate the taste. Its naise!

30 Day Blogging Challenge

Yup, I've decided to spend/waste some time to do some consistent blogging. Like the title says, it'll be for 30 days. BUT. as you would soon realize this 30 day challenge would be stretched to a 60 day one since I'm an engineer. Why does being an engineer give me such privilege? That's because of the law of assumptions. I assume so therefore, it is so. I don't make sense, but since when did I ever made sense? =D

Day 01- Guilty pleasure

Day 02- Something that inspires you

Day 03- The five songs you would have with you on a desert island and why

Day 04- What you imagine paradise to be like

Day 05- A thank you letter to someone who has changed your life

Day 06- Earliest thing you can remember

Day 07- Favorite cover of your favorite song

Day 08- Someone you think would make a good president

Day 09- Five things you want to see change

Day 10- A dream you had this past week described in detail

Day 11- Favorite picture ever taken of yourself

Day 12- Your favorite musical artist’s life story

Day 13- A memory that never fails to make you laugh

Day 14- Best mashup you’ve ever heard

Day 15- A moment, phrase, or song that has changed your life the most

Day 16- Something that you want to do within the next five years

Day 17- What you want to remembered for

Day 18- A picture that makes you feel

Day 19- A passage from a book that has touched you

Day 20- A band that you immediately liked and the song that made you like them

Day 21- Your favorite medium of art

Day 22- Someone you would give your life up for without question

Day 23- Most awkward first impression you feel you’ve ever given

Day 24- Something you did as a child that other people remember you for

Day 25- Something you would do if no one stopped you or if you knew you wouldn’t fail

Day 26- Your definition of love

Day 27- Your definition of the meaning of life

Day 28- A moment you remember being completely happy in and a description of why you believe you were. What is your definition of happiness?

Day 29- What you live for

Day 30- Ways you believe you have grown over the past thirty days

Copy pasted from Sze Wei 

Your way, not mine

Psalm 5

v8  Lead me in the right path, O Lord, or my enemies will conquer me.
      Make your way plain for me to follow.

v11 But let all who take refuge in You rejoice; let them sing joyful praises forever.
       Spread your protection over them, that all who love your name may be filled with joy.

v12 For you bless the godly, O Lord; you surround them with your shield of love.

Title-less

I don't know have an idea of what to blog these days.

Ideas:

Blog about the tioman trip

Blog about photography stuff. editing pictures vs taking pictures as it is

What else do you wanna know?

I guess i'll just draw something up soon 

Goodnight!

Wrestling

Really God? are You serious?

Why.every.single.time.oso.lidat.

I feel like a Jacob. Do this cannot, Do that oso cannot.

I am tired of this whole wrestling game with You.
Honestly, like seriously. take charge okay? *hands future over*

This close

Bleh.

An appointed time for all things

When is the time to trust?
Is it when all is calm,
When waves the victor's palm,
And life is one glad psalm
Of joy and praise?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is when the waves beat high,
When storm clouds fill the sky,
And prayer is one long cry,
O help and save!

When is the time to trust?
Is it when friends are true?
Is it when comforts woo,
And in all we say and do
We meet but praise?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is when we stand alone,
And summer birds have flown,
And every prop is gone,
All else but God.

What is the time to trust?
Is it some future day,
When you have tried your way,
And learned to trust and pray
By bitter woe?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is in this moment's need,
Poor, broken, bruised reed!
Poor, troubled soul, make speed
To trust thy God.

What is the time to trust?
Is it when hopes beat high,
When sunshine gilds the sky,
And joy and ecstasy
Fill all the heart?
Nay! but the time to trust
Is when our joy is fled,
When sorrow bows the head,
And all is cold and dead,
All else but God.
--Selected  

from my devotional book: Streams in the Desert 

Productivity

I always had this thought that I would do something really awesome after my finals. 

That was yesterday.

Here I am, placed right in front of my computer surfing the web or should I say watching youtube videos, surfing 9gag, and refreshing facebook to cure the boredom I have right now. What was the difference between having papers and not having papers. No difference at the moment. No dang difference at the moment.

That's it, I'll go out and do something fun tonight. 

Dis-chords of a broken string

True story

I am a conqueror in Christ!

Of birds and branches

There was once a flock of birds, all of them from the same land. Each born and each grew on the same tree, each of them choosing a very special branch as their favorite branch on the tree. Everyday they would be caught chirping and playing about on the same branch. Though with the coming rain or storm they would never stray afar from the branch. 

But then came the winter winds, and the flock disbursed. Seasons came and seasons past, one by one, the birds would always return to that particular branch. All except for one, blown by the stormy winds and remained stranded on an island. Now the island wasn't such a bad place, the branches were abundant and the food was aplenty but the bird always sought to return one day. Waiting and waiting to develop its strength to fly over an expanse of the wide ocean. 

As the bird regained its strength, it flew again to find its place of birth. Its place of fond memories. But to no avail was the effort of the bird. 

It was all too late, the branch had broke and the tree had withered away, leaving not even a shadow of its past. 

The flock had flew to another tree, another branch, all unknown to the stranded bird. Dejected and broken, it flew back to the island, always reminiscing of its fond memories of past.

Bidding for time as its age passed, bidding for strength as its wings weakened. Bidding for the past which now lie in rubble of uncertainty. 

All Talk, No Actions

Today's message in church was on the book of Acts (chapter 8), on how a model church should be. Where's the repentance and wholesomeness of church with 'good' members? Church should be filled with people from all backgrounds. Although this might be a extreme illustration, church should be filled with thieves, liars, adulterers, gays, lesbians and whatnot. Aren't we suppose to bring our brothers and sisters back to a holy lifestyle? Aren't we suppose to be gentle and compassionate about the people around us? What's with the look? What's with the gossip?

I perceived the message as a usual reminder of the things a christian should be. More than that, it has me questioning the 'busy-ness' that I have engulfed myself with. I might say that I do have a lot of assignments and such and do not have the time to serve God, but how true is that?  Are you a person who wants to conform the 'other' activities around the plan of serving God, or are you the person who's putting your schedule ahead of the chances to serve and glorify God with whatever means possible?

Unfortunately, i feel like the latter. I feel that despite my schedule, I could have done better. I could have done more. But another question which springs up is, is God asking you to do it? It throws me in another mess which makes me go in between the first question and the second.

One question I'm always asking myself is, ' What have I been doing throughout my Christian life? '
Although it has been a comparatively short one, I do not want to conform to other people's standard nor do i want to rush through an ' ideal ' christian life with the high likelihood of suffering from burnouts.

This post is filled with questions in which I hope would be answered someday.

oh mai?

frus gila.

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moments

express your feelings? you jibberish and error filled piece of nincompoop

no, it didn't feel satisfying.

you **** jibberish and error filled piece of ****** nincompoop. (nincompoop? wth? who uses nincompoop?)

life's good, life's good.

Chairlift - Bruises

Humility

He who kneels before God, can stand before anyone

Abba, Father

Please come through for me, please. I'm desperate 

Yours, 

A very frustrated and tired Wilson

Another personality test!

The Gray-Wheelwright-Winer 4-letter Type Indicator Test

the link above links you to an awesomely detailed test. Its not that I believe it or whatever but I just like reading personality traits for the fun of it heehee.

I'm ENFP btw, what are you?

Keirsey Temperament Sorter 2

credits to < victor > for the link hehehe, check out his blog for the link to the test!

Your Keirsey Temperament Sorter Results indicates that your personality type is that of the

ARTISAN

Artisans are the temperament with a natural ability to excel in any of the arts, not only the fine arts such as painting and sculpting, or the performing arts such as music, theater, and dance, but also the athletic, military, political, mechanical, and industrial arts, as well as the "art of the deal" in business.

Artisans are most at home in the real world of solid objects that can be made and manipulated, and of real-life events that can be experienced in the here and now. Artisans have exceptionally keen senses, and love working with their hands. They seem right at home with tools, instruments, and vehicles of all kinds, and their actions are usually aimed at getting them where they want to go, and as quickly as possible. Thus Artisans will strike off boldly down roads that others might consider risky or impossible, doing whatever it takes, rules or no rules, to accomplish their goals. This devil-may-care attitude also gives the Artisans a winning way with people, and they are often irresistibly charming with family, friends, and co-workers.

Artisans want to be where the action is; they seek out adventure and show a constant hunger for pleasure and stimulation. They believe that variety is the spice of life, and that doing things that aren't fun or exciting is a waste of time. Artisans are impulsive, adaptable, competitive, and believe the next throw of the dice will be the lucky one. They can also be generous to a fault, always ready to share with their friends from the bounty of life. Above all, Artisans need to be free to do what they wish, when they wish. They resist being tied or bound or confined or obligated; they would rather not wait, or save, or store, or live for tomorrow. In the Artisan view, today must be enjoyed, for tomorrow may never come.

There are many Artisans, perhaps 30 to 35 percent of the population, which is good, because they create much of the beauty, grace, fun, and excitement the rest of us enjoy in life.

Artisans at Work
Artisans seek to make an impact upon the organizations where they work and upon society at large. Their alertness to current realities, the joy they take in variation, and their tendency to follow their instincts to 'what works' make them good troubleshooters and negotiators, talented performers and craftspeople and excellent leaders in all kinds of emergencies and chaotic situations.

Even at work, your motto could be, "Let me entertain you. Let me make you smile." In fact, bringing playfulness to situations can be one of your greatest contributions on the job. In your ideal job, you have the opportunity to apply your talent for performing and improvising communications so that they appeal to the individuals or groups of people in your environment. Because of your gift for words, your ideal position might include tasks that allow you to apply your communications talent for the good of the organization.

*edit*

I'm confused as to how they gauge the personalities. But since i'm an ENFP, I'm an idealist -champion

Like the other Idealists, Champions are rather rare, say three or four percent of the population, but even more than the others they consider intense emotional experiences as being vital to a full life. Champions have a wide range and variety of emotions, and a great passion for novelty. They see life as an exciting drama, pregnant with possibilities for both good and evil, and they want to experience all the meaningful events and fascinating people in the world. The most outgoing of the Idealists, Champions often can't wait to tell others of their extraordinary experiences. Champions can be tireless in talking with others, like fountains that bubble and splash, spilling over their own words to get it all out. And usually this is not simple storytelling; Champions often speak (or write) in the hope of revealing some truth about human experience, or of motivating others with their powerful convictions. Their strong drive to speak out on issues and events, along with their boundless enthusiasm and natural talent with language, makes them the most vivacious and inspiring of all the types.

Fiercely individualistic, Champions strive toward a kind of personal authenticity, and this intention always to be themselves is usually quite attractive to others. At the same time, Champions have outstanding intuitive powers and can tell what is going on inside of others, reading hidden emotions and giving special significance to words or actions. In fact, Champions are constantly scanning the social environment, and no intriguing character or silent motive is likely to escape their attention. Far more than the other Idealists, Champions are keen and probing observers of the people around them, and are capable of intense concentration on another individual. Their attention is rarely passive or casual. On the contrary, Champions tend to be extra sensitive and alert, always ready for emergencies, always on the lookout for what's possible.

Champions are good with people and usually have a wide range of personal relationships. They are warm and full of energy with their friends. They are likable and at ease with colleagues, and handle their employees or students with great skill. They are good in public and on the telephone, and are so spontaneous and dramatic that others love to be in their company. Champions are positive, exuberant people, and often their confidence in the goodness of life and of human nature makes good things happen.

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Home [2009]

Home is whenever i'm with You

Hippocrates

To know, is to know that you know nothing. That is the meaning of true knowledge -Socrates

Aku fikir aku banyak knowledge la sekarang. 

Kemalasanku bagai seekor Badak Air yang bersantai di lumpur.

Picture Source: mgdtgd 

and Animal Photos!

Hold on

Its all about You

The Price

It may seem by the sound of the title that I'm going to talk about the price of what Jesus paid for our salvation, but no i am not going to talk about that today although it is ALWAYS good to remind yourself of what He has done on the Cross for the Eternal Life you have right at this moment.

What I am going to talk about is regarding the price of being an "economical person"

I don't like the word cheap, its a degrading word which brings about the thoughts of having to burn one own's excrements to make cooking fire fuel, if that was possible...which i doubt so *ponders*

Anyways, the price of being cheap, ops i meant economical, doesn't come cheap at times.
This conclusion was drawn from the outcome of repairing my futsal shoes which seemed to be suffering from a serious case of diarrhea as there was a gawking hole at the tip of the shoe after today's game.

Tears, blood, sweat and even dirt was involved in this mighty ordeal, yes i meant repairing the shoe. Mother nature must have been so proud of this cow that the piece of leather had to be so thick and difficult to puncture with a sowing needle. Needless to say, against the might of the thick piece of hide, frustration hit.

with bad consequences of course. I used all my strength to push the needle that it went right through the leather and went right in between my nails. yes it bled. thank you for asking. my eyes bled too, although the fluid was pretty salty and clear. to add to the insult of my injuries, whilst sucking my bleeding thumb, i ate dirt. yes i literally ate dirt. from the sole of my shoe.

If i had a conversation with my shoe, it would probably be a one way one, one way being the shoe cursing me. Shoe: "Eat my dust, haha"

Looking at that futsal show right now, I must say that i feel proud that I have prolonged its lifetime a game or two.

Tattered

As we drown ourselves in the technological splendors of our communication devices, the cold hearted conveniences of our mobile phones seem to have overtaken the warmth of a real human conversation. An irony it is, as i reflect upon such matters. Though we could have the convenience to converse with people across the globe with a push of a button, we seem to have lost the ability to converse to people directly around us. 

What people? you ask, I'm talking about the person next to you while in a bus ride, the person next to you while you wait for the next train, the person sitting alone on the table beside you as you have your morning cup of coffee.

I too am guilty of such actions, where has our love for people wandered to? why is our society drowned with a sad disability to talk to real people in front of us? Why the timidness and fear? Aren't we called to be like Jesus? 

And there she was, sitting just right opposite me on the same table. Dressed in an outfit which seemed to have aged beyond its years, her face covered with wrinkles as if each of them telling a story of hardship and disappointment, her smile which seems to reflect the sadness of a broken heart.

She broke the silence, " Son, do you want a drink? "

 

I declined with respect, still fiddling with a game on my blackberry.

Then it hit me, what am I doing? Would Jesus do something like this? Would Jesus choose to ignore someone while playing with a device which brings no benefits?

Immediately i introduced myself, " Hi, my name is Wilson " and I asked for hers. I seem to be suffering from a short term memory loss as I had already forgotten hers. 

As the conversation progressed, I began to know more of her. 

She was a lady from India and had 3 kids, a son and two daughters. Her son and daughter died of an unknown cause whilst her remaining daughter was nowhere to be seen. She used to own 6 eateries, but everything was squandered off by her son in law. As she began recounting the sad memories of her life, I felt gutted to know that people could just leave their mothers selfishly and go on with their lives. I felt the betrayal she felt as she recounted how she sold her eateries just to support her son in law in whatever business he was doing. I felt the broken heart of a mother who had lost her son and daughter on the same day.

My heart ached so badly yet I could not say anything other than, " I'm so sorry to hear " 

As the worker came to pass me the waffle which was done, I wanted to stay to hear her out but my heart couldn't handle the anguish. 

" I'm sorry aunty, i have to go now ", I said.

It was at that time, I felt a prompting to pray for her and so willingly did she accept the offer as if receiving a priceless gift.

 

She bowed her head and clutched her hands together and we prayed. As i stood up, she told me she attended a catholic church in PJ and had someone to come to pick her up to church regularly. I was relieved to hear that. I wished her a heartfelt goodbye.

Then i remembered of the bouquet of flowers which i had bought for my mum which was sitting in the car, immediately i took it and surprised her with the flowers saying,

" Hey aunty, Happy Mother's day "

She smiled back with such a beautiful smile.

I thank God, that I am blessed to be a blessing to others. 

I thank God for that fateful encounter with that old nameless lady. 

I thank God for my mother who has worked so hard to take care of my family.

So heed my advice, take care of your parent's in their old ages. 

Love them as you love yourself because that's exactly what Jesus would do.

To all the mothers out there, Happy Mother's Day :)

Clowning about

Like a circus, happy and jolly

But all a facade, to hide the emptiness inside.

Just wanting to hear His voice in the midst of chaos.

I forgot when was the last time i ever liked a clown, i suspect that i never ever did like one but that's not the issue at hand.

( You can blame Pennywise the clown for that )

I think a clown is such a sad creature. Its created to smile and be happy, created to bring joy and happiness to the people around even in the midst of its despair. It can never frown nor can it ever cry, for that would cause it to deviate from its role in society. Society doesn't appreciate deviations. 

( Forgive me for calling a clown "it" cause i personally hate clowns and it doesn't deserve to be rendered human, i believe that clowns are part of a propaganda to overthrow the world and would not blink an eye if it had a chance to bite your arm off with its cannibalistic teeth which is hidden behind a smile, i believe in bullshit but i believe in whatever i like to believe in ) heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Now back to the point, which still remains shrouded in the midst of these incredibly long winded random ramblings like an undecipherable cryptex drenched in clown excrements. Still here? I applaud you sir for your generous patience which will go unpaid. 

Have you ever felt like a clown? I'm sure you have cause I have. Showing a confident face whilst suffering inside with a turmoil of emotions. Its normal isn't it? How about looking at it from a christian context? well you can't argue with the bible can you? 

Whilst looking for the perfect verse to fit into here my questions were answered. So this post has effectively been reduced to a post of random useless post-dated ramblings which makes no absolute sense, even to me. Anyways, here's the verse(s)

Ecclesiastes 3: A time for everything

 ¹ There is a time for everything, 

   and a season for every activity under the heavens:

 ² a time to be born and a time to die,
   a time to plant and a time to uproot,
 ³ a time to kill and a time to heal,
   a time to tear down and a time to build,
 ⁴ a time to weep and a time to laugh,
   a time to mourn and a time to dance,
 ⁵ a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
   a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
 ⁶ a time to search and a time to give up,
   a time to keep and a time to throw away,
 ⁷ a time to tear and a time to mend,
   a time to be silent and a time to speak,
 ⁸ a time to love and a time to hate,
   a time for war and a time for peace.

Now that the lesson has been learned, *self acknowledges* lets us depart to a land free of clowns where the robot unicorns jump and fly freely while wearing Akg headphones blasting the Erasure Always song. Goodnight

P.s. I warn you, the song will stick to you. like the darn duck song

Beloved ones close to your heart

Araaaa?

Sue me, I'm guilty of spending my last 2 hours editing pictures :( 

I like the outcome though, but thats not the issue. sigh sigh sigh.

I need the double dragons! (diligence and discipline) .. I need themmm badly

Looking back

I wonder where have all the years gone too, its been so fast.

Friend

From dawn to dusk

A friend in Jesus I have,

In that I trust.

Life

Life is like a cup of steamed milk,

too little foam and it lacks the omph,

too much foam and it goes spilling over.

The key is to have the correct amount,

there is a limit to foam after all

On a random note, caramel + foam tastes like warm icecream

Odd jobs

Its such a weird time to get inspiration to do stuff, but I've vandalized my room wall abit and its still incomplete

Blog Skins

Changed my blog skin, obviously you can see unless of course your a first time visitor which is highly unlikely cause I doubt anyone comes in here regularly anyway.

Did some hefty changes to the original design and tried to inject some testosterone into it. White doesn't really look manly does it?

I've always been a white person, i know its boring but it speaks of simplicity yet complex, purity and calmness

Anyways, tomorrow will be a fun day in Melaka!

Taufu

The fluttering dry leaves swirl and dance as it passes through an air vortex, as if it had a mind on its own, nostalgic of its prime which has passed. 

The stones cry and flee in agony whilst trampled by an ominous tempest of heat and rotations.

and.... 

There i was as I was gazing in its beautiful white texture which was simple yet complex, accompanied with a dazzling thick layer of brown goodness. Whilst the earth shook and roared, it was still, as if it was in its very own transparent world of complete bliss.

No matter how the world around it tilted, it was always still. A complete and everlasting faith it had with its enclosing vessel. At that moment, I knew how Takumi felt as he looked upon his still glass of water while performing a waltz with his trusted AE86 and the curves of the mountain. 

It was the same waltz I had with my imitation AE86 and the container of tau fu fa. 

Abundance!

Praise God! My prayers were answered! :) and in abundance and more than I could ever imagine!

Home

Home is where the heart is, and my heart is where my family and friends are! 

Where's yours?

Double Dragon!

Old school cartoons are so awesome, ben 10? puhlez, pfft

Waiting

Waiting for a miracle and my prayers to be answered

Cincilala

A cincilla is so unbelievably cute that its creepy.

I want a cincilla..and a rabbit.

A letter

Father,

Thank you for dying on the cross for me, 

Thank you for the salvation that You have offered to me as a gift, 

Thank you for the grace and mercy that You have for me though I have strayed from the path numerously,

Thank you for refreshing from the inside out with Your Holy spirit,

Lord, shape my heart after yours, make me a David, 

Lord, make me a humble man, make me a Moses,

Lord, consume me from the inside out, my soul cries out to you

Sincerely,

your son